Right now I am at serious coffee.
I order, put my stuff down at a table at the front, and the go to the end of the bar to wait for my drink. After 3 or 4 minutes the girl looks at me and is like "sorry, I put your coffee up here (at the front till)" so I reply with, "oh, it's okay, it's my fault for not looking better".
Which, as far as I am concerned, a perfectly acceptable sentence, except that it really sounds like I am saying "it's my fault for not being better dressed" or something.
Anyways... that's all. Maybe I will post something actually interesting later.
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